TETHERED
The metallic scent of blood filled the air, mingling with the acrid stench of the fucking bloodsuckers.
Suddenly, a heart-stopping sight caught my eye: Damien, loomed over Benita. His fangs gleamed menacingly, poised to strike. Without a second thought, I leapt forward, covering the distance in a heartbeat. My body collided with his, knocking him away from Benita just in time.